Josh came home
This is a tough call for a parent. On one hand, we have always said, you have to stick it out. On the other hand, the kids are no longer young and they actually know when they are miserable ( not homesick ). He hated the place, the kids, the whole thing. It wasn't like he was missing something at home, all his friends are gone until August so his social life will be nil.
So today, I picked him up. Certainly changes the summer for me but that's life. The good news is that he is certainly humbled by the experience on many levels.
In some ways, I blame myself. There was a gnawing feeling at me that his desire to go to camp one more time because he was going to go with a friend worried me. Lesson learned but not an easy one to swallow. A few years ago, Emily had a serious badly reaction to a place she went. She came back, as Josh did, and in the end, she turned lemons and made them into lemonade. She was humbled by the experience and it changed her, for the better. I hope the same happens to Josh.
For me, both time I spent ample time on the phone talking with the owners about each kid and what they were like and if this was the right place for them. Both times, I feel as if I have been had. Neither were very honest about what my kids would experience socially. Maybe I heard what I wanted to but I was pretty specific and transparent. I sort of feel it was like going to a store and they tell you how fantastic that you look in something ( that you can't get your money back for ) and you leave with the purchase. You get home and realize the outfit doesn't fit properly and looks awful on you. You are never returning to the store because they lied. In this case, both places got their money for each session but I would never recommend the place either.
Regardless, it is over and the summer has just begun. I was planning on going to Seattle this week but instead, I will be the figuring out the summer ahead.